"But I must have the money, and I must have it before noon tomorrow." His voice rose in what in a lesser man would have been a wail. "Listen. I'll have to let you in on something that's vitally secret, and if you breathe a word to a soul I'll rip you both asunder with my bare hands, shred you up into small pieces and jump on the remains with hobnailed boots. It that understood?"
Bill considered. "Yes, that seems pretty clear. Eh, Jeeves?"
"Most straightforward, m'lord."
"Carry on, Captain."
(from Ring For Jeeves, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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